I wanted to hate him, or at least feel indifferent to him, but I couldn’t. As much as I hated to admit it, I wanted him. My desires became more prevalent after we followed each other on Instagram. It was there that I got to fully take in his shirtless body. Sometimes I fantasied about his muscles rippling as he took my body. I had vowed never to get involved with a coworker again, but my thoughts of him didn’t stop when I left the garden center. I wanted him, but I wasn’t sure he was obtainable. I wasn’t even sure how to go about obtaining him if I could, so I remained silent about my feelings.
“Yo, come here,” he said, breaking through my thoughts.
I tried not to blush as I walked over to where he stood. “What do you want?” I asked.
A smile broke out across his face, causing me to notice how perfect his teeth were. “I’m sweaty,” he said in a slightly amused tone of voice.
I blinked, unsure of how I should reply. “There’s a shower in the family bathroom,” I finally said. I started to walk away, but he grabbed my arm. I turned back to face him, and he was peering into my eyes as if he could see through to my soul.
“I would go, but I’m not a family,” he said.
“You don’t have to be a family to go in there,” I said.
“Will you go with me?” he asked.
I started to say no, but then I saw the hungry look in his eyes. Maybe he wanted me too. “Sure,” I said. I hoped that I could pass it off as a joke if he changed his mind.
My heart nearly exploded in my chest as he grabbed my hand and we made the short walk to the family bathroom. “Are you sure?” he asked, and I just nodded and followed him in.
The family bathroom wasn’t where I pictured my first time with him to be, but as he stripped off his clothes, I found that I didn’t care. Half of his toned chest was covered in dark ink. His legs were equally as toned as he dropped his pants and boxers. I felt my eyes being drawn to his massive erection. I’d pictured him naked hundreds of times, but there was something different about seeing him in person.
“Are you just going to stand there, or are you going to take your clothes off too?” he asked. He kept his eyes on me as he turned on the shower.
“You come take them off,” I said.
He closed the distance between us, briefly brushing my lips with his. His hand slid under my shirt, before he pulled it off completely. “Sorry, I have my ugly underwear on,” I said. He didn’t seem to mind as he unbuckled my plain black bra and dropped it on the floor in front of me. His lips hovered over my neck, and he inhaled.
“You smell so good,” he said before planting a kiss on my neck. He pushed my leggings and panties off with a single movement. “I can’t wait to be inside of your tight pussy,” he said. His voice was filled with lust. He pulled me beneath the shower head with him.
He picked me up and pushed me against the wall. Water covered both of us, as I wrapped my arms around him. I spread my legs, allowing him to position himself at my entrance. “Do you want this?” he asked.
“Yes, I want your hard cock inside of me,” I said, and it was the truth. I had never wanted anything more than I wanted him that minute. I sucked in my breath as he pushed his thick cock inside of me. My fingernails scratched his skin as he thrusted deeper inside of me.
“Damn,” I moaned as he thrusted harder. I could feel my nails cutting into his skin, but neither one of us wanted to stop.
“Can I cum in your pussy?” he asked.
“Yes!” I practically screamed. I felt his body jerk as his cock emptied inside of me.